"Here we come." Lao Li's voice came out as the door opened, and Feng Xue also saw the scene behind the door.
The world behind the door is much larger than it seems from the outside. The excellent lighting coming from nowhere makes the interior of the container, which does not even have windows, appear bright and not dazzling.
At this time, Lao Li was no longer dressed in vertical brown as before, but was wearing silk pajamas that looked smooth and watery. Under the appearance of the container, the interior was a modern European-style decoration, with only a few places.
You can see furnishings with an oriental style, such as the black gold stone tea tray and a complete set of tea sets on the coffee table.
But compared to these trivial details, what Feng Xue cares about the most is the information he sensed from Lao Li through his own label——
Well, Feng Xue seemed to understand a little bit what it was like to be a teacher that Lao Li showed.
Compared with Feng Xue's sudden realization, Lao Li, who was still smiling slightly, suddenly fell into a state of shock. After a moment, he said in confusion:
"Why did you condense the label?"
"Isn't it possible to condense the label by completing the work?" Feng Xue also looked baffled when she saw Lao Li's expression. He just collected the corpse normally and then condensed it!
"It's true that you can condense after completing the work, but the problem is that it requires..." Lao Li shook his head again and waved:
"Forget it, let's talk about it later."
"Oh." Feng Xue nodded. If he was still a little resistant and doubtful at first, he relaxed a lot after seeing Lao Li's label of [Novice Guide], although he was still not clear about what the label meant.
What, but this at least shows that the other party is not a strange character who jumps out to introduce the world view to him for no reason.
Following Lao Li into the room, Feng Xue felt more and more incredible that this place was full of wonders. From the outside, it looked like it was only 30 square meters in a container. This living room alone was more than that, not to mention that there were many fans around the living room.
It was obviously not just the pictured door, Feng Xue even saw the large bathroom at the back through an open door.
As mentioned before, Feng Xue no longer needs to eat after time travel, and naturally does not need to go to the toilet, let alone wash. In other words, these are not just necessary items, but luxuries.
"Sit down, do you want some tea?" Lao Li seemed to have finally recovered from his shock and asked. Feng Xue shook his head slightly and said:
"Don't bother, I'll leave as soon as I finish asking."
"Okay." When Lao Li heard this, he didn't force it. He poured himself a cup of tea, as if waiting for Feng Xue's question. When Feng Xue saw this, he said directly:
"I want to know what this label is, what you said before about officially joining the company, and how to use this work badge."
"These questions of yours are actually summed up as one question." Old Li took a sip of tea, straightened his back slightly, and then continued:
"If you want to know this, you must first understand a very basic question, that is, what is [consciousness]."
"Currency? Energy? Nutrition?" Feng Xue carried forward the ethics that a admirer should have, and asked a few answers that were wrong or incomplete at first glance. When Lao Li heard this, he shook his head and said:
"These are just appearances. Well... was there a network in the world before you traveled?"
"Well, yes!" Although he felt uncomfortable hearing the word "network", considering the end-of-the-century city walls, smartphones and space-expanding houses he had seen so far, he still chose to accept this strange setting.
Lao Li obviously didn't care about Feng Xue's confusion, and just nodded to himself:
"That's easy to say. In short, you can think of this world as a world of data. All matter is composed of data. The so-called [consciousness] is the most basic unit of data. When we absorb [consciousness], in fact,
It is maintaining its own existence by consuming data.”
Lao Li's speech was concise and concise, but Feng Xue only felt enlightened after hearing it. Many incomprehensible things since time travel seemed to be explained at this moment, but he still couldn't help but made a complaint:
"Good guy, have I traveled through time and become a Digimon?"
"Digimon? What is that?" Lao Li had a puzzled look on his face, and Feng Xue immediately shook his head and said:
"Nothing, a fictional information creature from our world."
"That's actually not bad. Speaking of it, 'information' seems to be more suitable to refer to [knowledge] than 'data'." Old Li nodded thoughtfully and updated his mind.
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"Do you still remember the [real thing] I mentioned to you before?"
"Remember, it is the only edible source of [consciousness], right?"
When Feng Xue said this, his expression suddenly stiffened. Seeing his appearance, Lao Li knew that he had probably guessed the answer, so he showed an ugly smile, nodded and said:
"You are right, we are not 'real life', but monsters that survive by eating away 'real world information'."
"Ghost stories?" Feng Xue recalled the "malignant stories" that Lao Li once said when he talked about bad omens. According to this statement, they are benign stories?
"No, we are just [nothing], nameless, no sense of existence, no one knows, the [nothing] with nothing. And precisely because there is nothing, we can only maintain it by obtaining [consciousness] from real things.
Survival, do you know why we wake up in the garbage dump after time travel? Because we, like other things in the garbage dump, are unwanted 'trash' from other worlds."
There was a sense of sadness in Lao Li's words, which made Feng Xue's hair stand on end. Before he had time to break free from the complex emotions that suddenly turned into "garbage", he asked a more critical question——
"According to you, the landfill we are in is not the real world?"
"Yes." Lao Li nodded and said in a very serious tone:
"Not just the landfill, but the entire Infinite City is actually a special ghost story, a ghost story that will continue to accept all kinds of 'garbage'."
Hearing this, Feng Xue couldn't help but frown, because he had seen the name Infinite City in a comic in his previous life, and in that comic, the city was also made of information, but in the comic, he knew this
People with a little bit of knowledge are very rare, and in this world, this seems to be a common sense...
However, in the comics, Infinite City does not have strange settings such as [knowledge], and there are no such things as high walls, bad omens, and strange stories. This makes it difficult for Feng Xue to determine whether there is anything in this world and that comic world.